| So you think you been workin’hard, | 
| Givin’it all that you can, | 
| And nothin’seems to make it better, | 
| You’re gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. | 
| Street life, it ain’t right, | 
| When you feel you’ve grown apart. | 
| You’ve gotta scratch and bite, | 
| And punch and fight. | 
| Take my hand, I’ll lead through the night. | 
| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking. | 
| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you for the making. | 
| Now your lastin', from day to day, | 
| Well you’re waitin’for the world to change. | 
| You’re just goin’through all of the motions, | 
| While you’re caught up on a mystery train. | 
| No luck, ain’t that tough, | 
| You see it’s all just a part of the game. | 
| You gotta scratch and bite, | 
| And punch and fight, | 
| Just to be a part of what shall remain. | 
| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking. | 
| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you for the making. | 
| Just waiting for the taking. | 
| So you think you been workin’hard, | 
| Givin’it all that you can, | 
| And nothin’seems to make it better, | 
| You’re gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. | 
| Street life, it ain’t right, | 
| When you feel that you’ve grown apart. | 
| You’ve gotta scratch and bite, | 
| And punch and fight. | 
| Take my hand, I’ll lead through the night. | 
| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking. | 
| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you, for the making. | 
| Oh yeah. | 
| Waiting for you, it’s waiting for me, it’s waiting for all man. | 
| Oh yeah. | 
| You gotta scratch and bite, | 
| You gotta punch and fight. | 
| Waiting, waiting for the taking, | 
| waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking… |